together for a moment

It was past ten o'clock when Zhao Yimu came home the night before, and he got up late the next day and rushed to work. This week, he came and went in a hurry every day without sitting down to have a good meal with Tang Qing. He always went out after a few words of greeting. Naturally, there is no chance to mention the breakup. This matter will not be hidden for long, but he has to find a suitable and sufficient time to explain it to Tang Qing, maybe wait until the weekend.

When he arrived at the office, Zhao Yimu took the elevator and heard from the patent department that the comprehensive training was still on leave today, but it had been a week or two since the delivery, and he couldn't help worrying that the comprehensive training said that it was really a psychological state, and then the reflex arc ran a big circle Only then did I realize that if Lin Zongpei, the sister-in-law, knew that he had broken up with Xiaopei, he would probably make a fuss.

What should come will always come, stretching the head is a knife and shrinking the head is also a knife, it is useless to think too much, Zhao Yimu began to work intensively all day, and planned to shamelessly slip away on time when he got off work.

When it was almost time to get off work, Zhao Yimu sent a message asking Nick if he wanted to meet up and have dinner together, or if he bought something and ate it in the car, and then drove directly to pick him up when he didn't reply after get off work.

Tonight is the first wave of strong cold air after autumn, and suddenly there is a winter atmosphere. When Zhao Yimu was sitting in the car waiting for Nick, he remembered that it was so cold in India last year. There was no snow, but the bone-chilling chill pierced the heart and lungs. In addition, most of the cheap hotels do not have heating equipment, and it is cold all day without the quilt. Sometimes he can’t figure it out. In India, he can’t sleep warm all day long, eat unaccustomed to the environment and work hard, but he just can’t forget this country. Jumped into my mind: the cow staring at him in the traffic jam, the cold wind blowing in from all directions while riding a tuk-tuk, and the first time he had dinner with Nick, Nick bowed his head and hand-drawn his travel diary.

His head must have a bookmark in this memory, so he would turn to this page from time to time.

Nick ran out of the community 10 minutes after seven o'clock. It was already dark, but the orange scarf around Nick's neck was very conspicuous. It was the one from India.

"I've been waiting for a long time. After the class, my parents still dragged me to talk about things." Nick got into the car and rubbed his hands. "It's really cold today."

"Let's have a hot meal first, I'm hungry too." Zhao Yimu glanced at Nick, and turned up the air conditioner in the car by two degrees, "I saw you wearing this scarf for the first time after returning to China, and I suddenly remembered a lot of traveling in India. matter."

"At that time, I was around every day. I went back to look at the photos and found that many of them contained this." Nick put the piano case on the back seat, nestled in a comfortable position for himself, and said proudly, "Xiaoju and I There is already revolutionary sentiment.”

"Speaking of photos, I have something for you." Zhao Yimu took out the wallet from his pocket sideways, and pulled out the photo they took together on the Ganges, "No, go back and put it on the stave, don't forget the two of us Revolutionary sentiment."

"You said the cotton thread that caught the photo in my room?" Nick was stunned for a moment before he realized it. He looked down at the photo and said with a chuckle, "I really miss it. I really miss the days when I walked around and felt life every day."

"Would you like to go to India again? I did some research a while ago and found that there are still many places worth visiting in India. Maybe I will go there again in the future." As soon as the car drove onto the road, it joined the long queue of traffic In the middle, Zhao Yimu is not in a hurry.

"You? Why do you have time to go to India again?" Nick turned to look at him with doubts, thinking about it, "Hey, hey, don't choose India as the honeymoon location, Miss Lin will be upset. Honeymoon usually chooses Go to Europe? The Sea of ​​Love in Greece or the Champs Elysees in France, don’t foolishly bring people to India to see cattle.”

"I was just about to tell you about this," Zhao Yimu put one hand on the steering wheel, looked at the traffic ahead, and said calmly, "I broke up with Xiaopei. It happened last week."

"What did you say?" Nick had been drowsy from the warm air in the car, but he woke up immediately after being frightened by these words.

"I said I broke up with Xiaopei," Zhao Yimu looked at him with a look that I wasn't joking and said, "So I'm sorry, I don't want to buy a house for the time being."

"Whether you bought a house is not the point at all?" Nick choked him first, and then asked cautiously: "Why do you want to break up? You mentioned it first? Does your mother know?"

"There are so many questions," Zhao Yimu raised one corner of his mouth and smiled, "Do you really care about me?"

"If you don't say it, don't say it, what's the air?" Nick snorted, then nestled back into a comfortable posture and continued to tilt.

"What's the rush, I'll tell you later when I'm eating." Zhao Yimu stretched out his hand and patted Nick's head, "Go to sleep, I'll call you when it's time."

Nick closed his eyes. He was indeed very tired. He recently took on some English translation work for music books. In the second situation, he woke up all night, and today he always felt that his head couldn't move very much.

Besides, another reason why he closed his eyes was that he didn't know how to react to Zhao Yimu's breakup.

Although they agreed to be friends after returning to China, he is also a person who knows the cold and warm and has feelings. Zhao Yimu sent him home in the wind and rain, accompanied him when he was sick, rescued him again and again, and sent him warmly every time. Many times he casually said some jokes, it doesn't mean that there is no touch in his heart, but he didn't dare to think about the part beyond the friendship, the things about his brother should not repeat the same mistakes, he didn't want to be an impurity in Zhao Yimu and Lin Xiaopei's marriage, Just thinking about it hurts.

Even if he has a little longing and nonsense, he shouldn't say, shouldn't do, and shouldn't influence Zhao Yimu's choice.If Zhao Yimu wants to get married, he will sincerely send his blessings. If Zhao Yimu chooses to walk a different path with him, it must be Zhao Yimu's own decision, and he has no right and unwilling to intervene.

That night by the Mushan Pool, Zhao Yimu hugged him with huge but trembling strength, shielded him from the harsh wind on the mountain, gave him a warm chest, and his heart beat like a drum beating in his ears. To draw a big pie, just ask:

"Do you believe me?"

"I believe."

He decided to believe in Zhao Yimu's choice, but now that the result is out, he is a little scared.

When Zhao Yimu drove to the restaurant, Nick was still taken away by Zhou Gong. He leaned his head against the car window and fell asleep. The lights in the parking lot were dim and broken, and a piece of Nick’s side face was slanted. There is a kind of taboo in the confined space. Moreover, the quiet and ambiguous, Zhao Yimu curled his fingers across his face, across the brow bone and the tip of his nose and stopped on his lips, but he couldn't wake him up. Nick squeezed his hand and shouted softly: "Wake up, let's eat first."

After a few times, Nick snorted and curled his lips. He didn't move his whole body, only opened his eyes slightly, and saw that his hands were being held, and raised his eyebrows and said in a strong nasal voice: "We just broke up not long ago, and today you molested a boy from a good family? "

"I haven't started yet. If I really tease you, you might not be able to hold on." Zhao Yimu regained his freedom, and began to speak shamelessly, "In India, there were still people begging me in bed at that time."

"Who beg you! I was recovering from a serious illness and had no strength at that time. You took advantage of others' danger." Nick was so anxious that he wanted to withdraw his hand, but Zhao Yimu held it tighter.

"Nick," Zhao Yimu's bright black pupils were full of emotions, but he still spoke in the usual pragmatic style, "I will be your exclusive driver after work, okay?"

"Oh my brother, did you chase girls like this before?" Nick laughed and rolled on the seat, "It's really not easy to think about Ms. Lin." When it came to Ms. Lin, Nick couldn't stop laughing, he pursed his lips and closed it He smiled, and asked in a deep voice, "Why did you break up with Ms. Lin? Is she...very sad?"

"Not sad, we broke up happily." Zhao Yimu told him what happened that day, and still sighed after finishing speaking, "Fortunately, she lived a clear life and thought clearly, otherwise we would have to be a couple in the same bed and different dreams for the rest of our lives. You Do you know what she said to me at the end?"

"What?" Nick asked.

"She blessed me to find true love," Zhao Yimu took his hand and pecked lightly on the back of his hand: "Prince or princess is fine."

"She knows?" Nick's eyes widened and his body froze. After all, he was still the third party who destroyed other people's feelings.

"Maybe you know, maybe you don't know, it doesn't matter anyway." Zhao Yimu said, "She really blessed me."

"Are you breaking up because of me?" Nick asked him seriously.

"No," Zhao Yimu smiled, "I'm for myself."

"Owen, I have no problem breaking up with Xiaopei because it's not suitable for you," Nick sighed, and looked at him very worriedly, "but do you know how much hindrance you will encounter when dating someone of the same sex?"

"I have thought about it..." Zhao Yimu said.

"It's one thing to think about it, but it's another thing to encounter it," Nick lowered his eyes and said worriedly, "It's hard for a straight man to imagine this kind of social pressure. It's okay. Your feelings...I know it all, and I'm very happy, but maybe we can go longer and longer as friends..."

"Shhh," Zhao Yimu put an index finger on Nick's lips, and said with a chuckle, "Let's not talk about that, let's go eat, otherwise it will be too late to see my aunt."

Nick was not in a high mood when he was eating. Although he still chatted with him, he would avoid him as soon as the topic was slightly ambiguous. His smile was also faint. Dark circles under the eyes, you don't need to ask Zhao Yimu to know how tired he is these days.

It was a bit late when I arrived at the hospital. Mother Du was already lying on the bed and covered with a quilt. Nick massaged his hands and feet and introduced Owen to her again. She nodded and smiled at Zhao Yimu as before, maybe she still didn't look at him. It is stored in the memory of the brain, there is no space there, and it has already been filled with the good memories of the three of them.

Nick's slender and strong fingers rubbed and massaged on Mama Du's calf. The way he did the massage was as beautiful as playing the piano, and he never forgot to respond to every sentence of Mama Du's words—no matter the background of those words is now Still in the past, Nick can take it on.

"Pianpian, don't forget to take the fish out of the refrigerator to defrost at four o'clock in the afternoon, and eat fish at night." Mama Du said.

"Okay, I'll wash and cook the rice by the way," Nick replied.

"Why are your dark circles so big? How hard is it to practice the piano?" Mother Du asked again.

"Well, it's almost time to perform." Nick smiled.

"Pianpian, did mom tell you not to touch the electric mosquito swatter?"

"Don't dare to touch it, I'm electrocuted to death."

Zhao Yimu couldn't help laughing at the side, and interrupted with a smile: "Mother Du, why is Pianpian touching the electric mosquito swatter?"

"Boy, I told him he couldn't do anything, so he just wanted to try." Mama Du pulled her son back with great enthusiasm, "You don't know, he even secretly called the police station."

"Mom, can we not mention this?" Nick rolled his eyes, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Can you say something nice about your son?"

"There are good words," Mama Du stretched out her hands and pinched Nick's ears, smiling happily like playing with a kitten, "Son, you are the best son in the world. Mom is reluctant to leave you, but living is tiring. your turn."

Nick's massaging hand stopped, and the expression on his face could not tell whether he wanted to laugh or cry. The pressure of life is very high. Every cell in him is busy earning money from morning to night, and he will Thinking about when all this will end, how could he not know the answer in his heart?The answer he didn't want to face the most was now spoken out by his mother frankly, like a sharp knife hitting his heart.

"No more," Nick said with a downcast face, the corners of his mouth curved into an upside-down U, "I'll go to the nursing station for a while." After speaking, he left with a swish.

"Hey, I got angry when I told the truth," Mama Du sighed helplessly, looked up at Zhao Yimu, and asked, "Are you Pianpian's friend? What's your name?"

"My name is Owen." Zhao Yimu sat down and asked Mama Du to talk to him with a horizontal gaze, "Mama Du, you have to take good care of yourself, Pianpian loves you very much."

"I know," Ms. Du closed her eyes as if she was falling asleep, and murmured, "You can help me enlighten him on the day when the fate is over."

On the way back, Nick was devastated and didn't say a word. Zhao Yimu was secretly worried while driving the car. He had seen Nick who was sick, drunk, angry, and embarrassed, but he had never seen such a discouraged and lost expression, like an airship After being poked a big hole, he was limp and weak, and would be swallowed by the rolling waves in the next second.

Zhao Yimu really wanted to say something like we will bear it together and I will be with you, but he was afraid that if he said it at this moment, it would become another trouble for Nick.

As a result, neither of them spoke a word until the door of Nick's house. Nick waited for the car to stop before returning to his thoughts in a trance. He saw the small building he was familiar with from the car window. Paint nobody's home.

Nick hesitated when he opened the door, he heard himself say to Zhao Yimu: "You...stay with me tonight, okay?"